I woke from dream into dream, each mundane - in two of them I started cleaning my room, in the third I went to the kitchen and ate a brownie, distressed by the other two - and in each I was back in my old house, a fact which I recognized about each dream as soon as I "woke" from it. It was my old room, full of my old life's detritus. It was my old ( Read more... )

I woke up about 1/2 hour ago from an exceptionally vivid nightmare in which I (and it was first-person me this time, which is unusual and made it more vivid) seemed to be starring in a psychological thriller/murder mystery/horror story. When I woke up, I wrote down as much of the plot as I can remember on a notebook I keep for dreams and things I ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed about the Chicago trip. IT was a full-cast production, too, complete with divvying up beds by myself, stormflare, phage1109, and sallarafax. It was remarkable only because the dream ended as I was lying in the hotel bed, so that when I truly awoke I was not entirely sure I had.

Subconscious is vaguely anxious but still excited about the trip. Ph33r my

So. Last night I had the following dream (to which I attribute the fact that I woke as tired as when I went to bed):

At some point, I found at a library I do not usually frequent a copy of Jane of Lantern Hill by L.M. Montgomery which was in much better condition than the one at "my" library. I recall being temporarily unable to recall whether it ( Read more... )

I had a beautiful dream last night. Really beautiful ( Read more... )